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BleedingSkull.com, the authority in cinema from the VHS gutter, hosts a special double feature in honor of their new book, BLEEDING SKULL! A 1980s Trash-Horror Odyssey.

A NIGHT TO DISMEMBER [Doris Wishman, 1983, 69min VHS]

This gory experiment in necessity isn't so much a misconstrued slasher as it is a boon to mankind. After a peeved lab worker destroyed forty percent of Wishman's original negative, she was forced to compensate. A NIGHT TO DISMEMBER was born. Vikki Kent (80s porn star Samantha Fox) returns home after a stint in a mental institution. From there, this movie pretty much forges a genre of its own. The pace moves like a bullet, loosely throwing together erratic violence and dreamy visuals with the collage aesthetic of an early Guided By Voices record. Soundtrack cues comprised of Jazzercise schlock, spooky library music, and wailing 80s shit-rock overlap. Dialogue is dubbed in the "Wishman Style," which means that we hear voices, but don't see mouths moving. Or we hear voices while the camera focuses on an ashtray. The violence is snail-paced and gentle, possibly because no one wanted to hurt themselves with the real knives and axes that were in their hands. DISMEMBER is a bizarro trash-horror experience that trumps most any other. You'll never be bored.

BOARDINGHOUSE [John Wintergate, 1982, 98min, 35mm]

Does this movie even exist? BOARDINGHOUSE is the first (and only) full-length shot-on-video horror film to be blown up to 35mm and released theatrically. To call it insane would be an understatement. Jim is a psychic/gigolo/meditator. He also wears a leopard-print thong while renting out a cursed house to "beautiful women with no ties" aka a never-ending supply of primo 1980s bimboz. But that's only the beginning. This is a movie with human beings in it but possibly not made by human beings. It is pie fights, chainsaws, fake British accents, gore, a killer refrigerator, jacuzzis, a woman eating a mouse while wearing a pig head, boobs, beds that eat people, a band called "33 and 1/3," more boobs, and a leading lady known only as Kalassu. Unrelentingly stupid. Obviously important. Clean thongs are not encouraged or required. Screening sponsored by Slasher Video.